a dream awoke me
and said,
"child you are love.
we will go to the fountain,
where all life begins."

and we did.

and we saw the oceans being born--
and the seas, and the lakes,
and their connective streams,
the ponds, and the brooks
and each droplet on every leaf.
all created from a molecule
of water no bigger than me,
swimming rapidly

in the thick white river
of a dreamer of a dream

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